The Asian persuasion
Jeff of 8 Asians learned a lot during his sons’ youth basketball seasons — in part, things he didn’t know about sports, basketball and his fellow Asian-Americans. I know in my basketball experience, I’ve learned things I didn’t know about my fellow Caucasians. In particular the old ones — I know now that if there’s one on the court, he can play, or else he wouldn’t bother to run with the young ‘uns.
Among Jeff’s lessons:
Lesson 1: There are tall Asian-Americans out there
Number One Son’s 6th grade basketball team had a non-league game scheduled against “School T”. Both teams were mostly Asian-American, but School T’s Indian and Chinese kids were taller than our Filipino kids. The real shock came when my sons’ schools’ 7th grade team played School T’s 7th grade team. While both teams were mostly Asian, their 7th graders towered over our 7th graders, with a Chinese forward and an Indian forward who were each close to 6 feet tall. … One thing, though, is that when there is a tall Chinese kid, he gets referred to as “Yao Ming.” “Yao Ming just got the rebound!” Annoying.
Caucasian version: for years, any white player who did anything as fancy as throw a behind-the-back pass was “The Professor,” the white guy on the And One Mixtape tour. And that came from other white guys. Also, any good passer was “John Stockton,” if you catch my drift.
I don’t care your culture: this pass in Taiwan’s Super Basketball League performed anywhere says “fuck you, punk.” (Shot by Badger23, pulled from Flickr.)
Lesson 5: Asian-American parents are starting to treat athletic experience as something you can buy, just like tutoring sessions
As Asian-American parents become aware that colleges and selective high schools are not going to admit their kids if they stick only to academics and perhaps music, I see more and more Asian-American parents making their kids do sports.
Fellow white people: They have discovered our dirty secret. My god, now how are we going to get Kaitlyn into Harvard?